"Fan... they’re just talking nonsense, right?! How could we possibly be matched with players of such high levels?!"
In the side hall, the wheelchair-bound teenager, Chen Ming, hearing that other players reported levels almost 15 levels higher than his own, turned even paler. As a Lv2 novice player, he couldn’t believe he was entering a dungeon nearing Lv20 in difficulty. For soone who had studied forum information, this was unheard of, so he couldn’t help but ask Wang Zhifan beside him.
"It’s okay; both of you stay calm. I’ve got this."
Unlike Chen Ming, who was obviously a bit panicked, and Chu Wei, who was the sa, Wang Zhifan remained unfazed by other players being Lv10 or above and quite a few being over Lv15. He had already anticipated the dungeon would throw a curveball like this at him.
"When it’s our turn to speak, both of you report your levels as above 10 to avoid rejection from others."
He then lowered his voice to remind his slightly flustered companions not to reveal their actual levels, as this could potentially bring a lot of trouble.
"But... Fan, inflating our levels won’t help, our combat power won’t match..."
Chu Wei imdiately shook her head slightly upon hearing Wang Zhifan’s suggestion, pointing out that this disguise was sure to be exposed.
"Don’t worry, I’ve got this. With the three of us working together in this dungeon, we definitely won’t be worse than others. You know my style; I wouldn’t say anything I’m not confident about."
Knowing his two companions were on the verge of breaking down ntally, Wang Zhifan exhibited strong confidence and calm, rebuilding their courage to clear this dungeon.
He did this not just because Chu Wei and Chen Ming were his friends, but also because he understood that their situation was caused by teaming up with soone as overly powerful as him; hence, he felt obliged to take responsibility.
"Fan! I trust you!"
Although Wang Zhifan’s reassurance quickly infected the wheelchair-bound Chen Ming with his composure and confidence, making a hopeful gleam reappear behind his blue half-rim glasses.
Chu Wei didn’t express herself as directly as the wheelchair-bound youth, but she nodded to Wang Zhifan, looking visibly more stable than before.
After all, she and Wang Zhifan had known each other the longest, with multiple long-term collaborations. She had already gathered from various details that Wang Zhifan was a deeply hidden player. She chose to respect his privacy and didn’t pry, so it’s no surprise she decided to trust him now. In fact, if she didn’t recognize him, she wouldn’t have sought him out for teaming up.
In no ti, the turn to report levels and professions in the great hall reached their table. As per Wang Zhifan’s earlier instructions, Chu Wei calmly stated that she was a Lv14 Summoner, Chen Ming claid to be a Lv12 Priest, while Wang Zhifan, more brazenly, announced himself as a Lv18 Warrior, ranking him amongst the top players in the hall, but in reality, he was only a Lv5 Swordsman.
After everyone reported their levels, the players began discussing specific strategies for the dungeon, organizing positions and roles for the team battle. However, this discussion wasn’t as harmonious as the previous level and profession announcents.
Each player had their own personality, their own familiarity and unfamiliarity, trust and distrust among others, making it impossible to reach a consensus quickly, causing the subsequent discussions to fizzle out. If it weren’t for the fact that everyone was mature-minded and there was a punishnt chanism, this discussion might have escalated into a bloody fight.
As Wang Zhifan and his companions concealed their levels, they blended in with the other players, resulting in not much attention on them. The only noticeable exception was Chen Ming on his wheelchair when reporting his level and profession; after all, witnessing a player in a wheelchair was likely a first for everyone present.
"There’s still nothing happening around here... should we learn from those guys and go outside to gather so information?"
At this mont, with fewer players noticeably present in the hall, Wang Zhifan glanced lethargically towards the door. Without much observation, he could sense there were currently no enemies outside, so he suggested they, like so players, step out to gather intel and learn as much as possible about this dungeon.
"I was thinking the sa... but Fan, should we split up to gather intel or move together?"
Upon hearing Wang Zhifan’s suggestion, Chu Wei imdiately expressed that she shared this plan but was hesitant about the current dungeon environnt. She wanted Wang Zhifan’s opinion before taking action.
"Let’s stick together; the enemies in this dungeon likely have high strength. It would be troubleso if we encountered an enemy attack while separated, so it’s safest to stay united."
Wang Zhifan replied without much thought; he was considering the safety of his companions.
"Then let’s first find soone from the Wuji Sect to ask, preferably those higher-ranked disciples."
Chen Ming on his wheelchair chid in, adding, "
"In the fantasy novels I’ve read, sect disciples are divided into several hierarchies. Those in the lower tiers are like nial workers, while higher-ranked ones know more."
"Hmm... what you said makes sense... but finding such disciples might be challenging. Let’s give it a try."
After a brief ponder, Wang Zhifan responded to Chen Ming and proceeded to lead the two out of the great hall, wandering aimlessly on the Wuji Sect grounds.
They quickly discovered that there were very few disciples in this sect. Along the way, they mostly encountered elderly n and won in gray cloth work clothes sweeping, except at the door of the central great hall of the sect, where they saw two Wuji Sect disciples in black outfits assigned to guard the door.
"Dear guests, the Sect Leader is currently in seclusion for cultivation and cannot see visitors. Please return to the side hall to rest."
When Wang Zhifan and his companions reached the Wuji Sect’s hall and requested to see that long-haired middle-aged man from the gatekeeping disciples, they were imdiately stopped.
"Since the Sect Leader is ditating, we won’t disturb him."
Seeing this, Wang Zhifan promptly shifted his target and said to the two gatekeeping disciples,
"But we’re new here and don’t understand many things yet. Could you two brothers help us clarify?"
"Please, dear guests, ask your questions."
Despite the Wuji Sect disciples being agile and imposing, they appeared to have a good temperant and didn’t mind Wang Zhifan and his companions asking questions.
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